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Ash still rained from the sky as Zelayah stood at the edge of the scorched valley. The battlefield, once teeming with war cries and bloodshed, was now quiet, but it wasn't peace that had settled-it was the weight of aftermath.
Kael stood beside her, his hand brushing hers, grounding her. Behind them, the remnants of their allied pack began tending
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